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[Anonymous No.]

Fire is my blood,
but my heart is cold,
Steel is my bone,
but my soul is old.

[None !Nipaa0mi0. No.]

My body is made of swords.
Iron is my blood, and glass is my heart.
I have overcome countless battlefields undefeated,
Without once retreating,
Nor once being understood.
Always alone, intoxicated with victory on the hill of swords.
Therefore, there is no meaning to that life.
Perhaps this body is nothing but a sword itself.

[Anonymous No.]

>>2639894

No! Bad! No first person!

His body is made out of swords
His blood is of iron and his heart of glass
He survived through countless battles
Not even once retreating
Not even once being understood
He was always alone
Intoxicated with victory in a hill of swords
Thus, his life has no meaning
That body was certainly made out of swords

[Anonymous No.]

>>2639911

Oh and Shirou's

His body is made out of swords
His blood is of iron and his heart of glass
He survived through countless battles
Not even once retreating
Not even once being victorious
The bearer lies here alone
Forging iron in a hill of swords
Thus, my life needs no meaning
This body is made out infinite swords

[Anonymous No.]

>>2639864
>>2639894
>>2639911
>>2639915

All of you get out.

I am the bone of my sword.

[None !Nipaa0mi0. No.]

>>2639927
You misspelled "boner".

[Anonymous No.]

>>2639938
Did you mean baner?

[Anonymous No.]

I am the bone of my sword...
Steel is my body, and fire is my blood...
I have created over a thousand blades
And my mom got scared and said
"You're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air"
I begged and pleaded with her the other day
But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way
She gave me a kissin' and she gave me my ticket
I put my Walkman on and said I might aswell kick it

[Anonymous No.]

>>2639915

As usual Shirou's chant is manlier than Archer's

[Anonymous No.]

>>2639927
ハール　ダール engrish is best amirite

[Anonymous No.]

I am the bone of my dick
Hormones is my body
Vaginal juices is my blood
I have fucked over a thousand maidens
Unknown to chastity
Nor known to morality
Waiting for my full harem orgy
I have no regrets
This is the only path
So as i pray
Unlimited Pimp Works


Now you're facing an infinite number of Makotos, the finest of pimps.

[Anonymous No.]

Dark desires of the cynic queen
Laughter echoes her name
He feels his breath decay
Opens the past to an empty page
Watch his life drain away

Arrival - dressed to kill, scarlet memories
Watching and waiting for curtains to fall
Arrival - dressed to kill, it's a tragedy
Could you feel sympathy or pain?

In a desolate room, the canvas bleeds
He slides through his chair
Rendered prince of fools
Dire thoughts of her begotten son
Watch his life drain away
Watch his life fade away

Arrival - dressed to kill, scarlet memories
Watching and waiting for curtains to fall
Arrival - dressed to kill, it's a tragedy
Could you feel sympathy or pain?

Arrival - dressed to kill, scarlet memories
Watching and waiting for curtains to fall
Arrival - dressed to kill, it's a tragedy
Could you feel sympathy or pain?

[Anonymous No.]

I am eating...I am eating...curry. Om nom nom, fresh, straight from the cook. It's piping hot and the steam from it burns my eyes a little, the smell is strong, and the flavor intense. "Oh Ciel, please give me some more, i'm still hungry!". I don't think i've ever come across curry as rich as this before, the flavor takes over all my senses. I can't take it anymore, I want more of this spicy deliciousness. I find the place it's coming from, its a hole, and I notice Ciel is looking the other way. The hole isn't big enough for me to use the spoon, but around it is soft tissue. I pull it open and decide to just use my tongue to scoop out the curry. I notice another area near the curry hole, dripping with something, so I taste it. The flavor is that of salty milk and coins, I quickly return to the curry to remove the taste. While eating the curry, I hear a gurgling noise...suddenly a hot gust of air billows out of the hole and the curry begins flowing at an amazing pace. The smell, the taste, the heat, it all comes pouring out of the hole with such force...soon it's all over my face and the floor, I'm slathered in it, enjoying it, loving it. I begin lapping it off the floor. My hands are covered in it, i begin rubbing it into myself. The heat is so intense that it begins to make my penis erect...as the curry pours out, I get closer and closer to orgasm. In the background I can hear Ciel moaning in discomfort.

Making Curry must be hard work.

[I apologized on 4chan No.]

I am the Bow of my Salamis
Jet Engine is my Body, and fuel is my blood
I have created over a thousand planes
Unknown to Defeat
Nor known to Victory
Have withstood 5 rounds a turn to create many Mobile weapons
Yet those hands will never hold anything

So as I pray, Unlimited Fly Manta Works